I'm feeling much better, thanks to the concern and care that all my lovely friends have shown me. Thank you guys, for reminding me why we became friends and what friends are for.

I've been pretty worn out from choir and school. Even when I get enough sleep, I still get so tired at the end of the day and don't have the energy to do anything else apart from resting. I must say that these past few weeks or so have really pushed me beyond my usual limit - of patience, of strength, of tolerance, of endurance. And I must say that on reflection I'm thankful for all these things, for all the people who were nasty to me - intentionally or not, for all the problems I encountered. They serve as a reminder of just how strong we can be. Many of the times when we fear or despair it's because of limits that we've placed upon ourselves. And this is one lesson I can't seem to learn enough.

I want to thank 3 people in particular. First, my dear friend Debbie - I was whining to Debbie about my problems in school on Sunday and she reminded me of something so fundamental and yet so easily forgotten in the heat of the moment. That - whether you are religious or if you believe it or not - there's a purpose and reason for everything that happens in our lives, and faith doesn't come from thin air. My status as a Catholic and a Christian remains in constant uncertainty as my Christian friends would know. But I do still believe that there's a purpose and a meaning to life. It's just seeing the bigger picture that's difficult at times.

Zain - thank you for believeing in me still. It was good to see you and speak with you again, it reminded me that I have friends who truly care about me and are willing to accept me as I am, faults and idiosyncracies intact.

Tom - Where do I even begin? :) I don't even have to say much - I know you'll know, and you know I'll know. :)

In spite of being quite worn out already I'm truly looking forward to the concert this Saturday. Those of you who are going - I sincerely hope you'll enjoy yourselves there. It's not going to be perfect, no concert ever is. But I hope that in pursuit of perfection we'll touch you in one way or another. And whether for good or for ill, every experience (aesthetic or otherwise) enriches us. And if we manage to do just that this Saturday evening, I'll be perfectly satisfied. :)

I still have no idea if school is going to let me go to Italy in July. By hook or by crook, even if it means using up all my no-pay-leave and sacrificing my year end bonus, I'm going. Money can be made. But an experience like this, once missed, may never come your way ever again. I want to go, no matter what it takes.

Okay, I really need to go and spend some time going through my choir scores. In spite of all the practices I still don't feel confident. I'd better do something about it while I still can.

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